Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Chapter 27 Female Ghost

Mitch was shocked. No way. She had only recited the mantra once. How could she have succeeded? It was a gifted perversion.

Susie’s eyes widened as she looked around. Wow, the world had become a lot clearer.

The desk lamp was with a circle of light and a mayfly lady quietly

crawled into his circle of light. Outside the window, Granny Laurel was having a party and there were a few ants carrying cake crumbs and running as fast as they could on their six legs.

There was also an aunt hanging from the window with her eyes staring straight at her.

Susie stared at her while the aunt poked half her head in and watched Susie with a sly glint under.

“You can see me? are you afraid of me?”

Hearing those questions, Susie violently grabbed the quilt over her head and shouted, “Master, this aunt is so ugly.”

Mitch believed what she said was true this time.

This female ghost was wandering, just passing by. He saw that the female ghost was extremely weak, less than two days to dissipate, so he ignored her. Who knew Susie would see it?

A dark aura flashed under Mitch’s eyes, suddenly excited. What a great little disciple he had taken on.

“Juicy, let me see how much potential you can have. Let’s take in this ugly girl ghost.”

The female ghost was furious. She screamed shrilly and lunged.

Mitch grabbed her long hair while saying, “Good Susie, chant with Master.”

Then, Susie followed.

But by this time Mitch had let go of his hand, and the ghost lunged at Susie under inertia.

Susie subconsciously raised her hand to a palm, and the female ghost flew out a long way.

Mitch was quick to grab the ghost by the hair and yank her back.

good. Juicy,

innocently. What happened to the

twinkle in his eye, Mitch added, “Here, go on.

was led astray by her absent-minded master, then she went on again. The result was that the female ghost, like a balloon, was popped

so surprised that she covered her

startled. What about playing? She was just passing

more excited because he never

artist man was so excited

hand, and a gourd only the size of a fingernail appeared in his hand out of thin air, hanging on the red rope

is the soul gourd. It can collect orphaned souls, evil ghosts, and evil ghosts. In the future, you will use this soul gourd to help me, okay?” Mitch was so relieved and felt that this

it and asked, “Master, why

also asked indignantly, “Yes. Why

when she

and said very

her head to look at

she covered her eyes with a hand,

why

so she said, “I am your uncle David’s former bricklayer, called May. It was retribution after doing

stunned. Uncle

serious, while the tiny person frowned seriously,

know why she spoke out even if she

some salt in your uncle David’s tea, and I did it. Then as I got the money, the roof of the construction site

salt to her uncle’s tea. Why did you die just after

to go to bed early. Don’t talk.” Then he sent the

red light and quickly

wrist.

back down and yawned

and gagged, “Water, add some

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night, and some had a hard

bed, tossing

words. So, when she was talking to her that she overheard them plotting